This surgery required an extremely high degree of precision, and it would have been
difficult for any other doctor, even at full strength, to do a good job.
But Derila was now so badly injured that she couldn't even lift her right hand, so
she could only use her left hand to hold the scalpel. Moreover, when the nurse handed
her the scalpel, she didn't hold it steady and it fell straight to the ground.
The nurses handed her the scalpel and she dropped it.
The attending doctor, Matthias, could not help but remind her, "Ms.Feroma, human life is
at stake, this is no joke."
"I never joke about human lives." Derila retook the scalpel, "Begin!"
"Yes." The doctors didn't dare say any more and cooperated with her fully.
Surprisingly, although Derila was injured like this, once she started the treatment,
she looked like a different person, confident and focused.
Moreover, she was very decisive in making the cut without any hesitation.
The other doctors were on tenterhooks, after all, the bullet was embedded in the internal
organs and involved the aorta, so one mistake could be life-threatening.
But Derila quickly and precisely removed the bullet, and then proceeded to the next
step.
Three hours later.
Daemon was sitting on the sofa chair in Derila's ward to return emails when Harrison
hurriedly came in to report, "Sir, the operation is over, it was successful!"
"Hmm." Daemon answered indifferently.
"Those doctors all praised Ms.Feroma's medical skills, saying that she was simply a
miracle worker!" Harrison was a little excited, "Ms.Feroma is indeed powerful, too divine!!!"
"Prepare the special plane and return to Xendale in the evening." Daemon looked at his
watch.
"Go back tonight?" Harrison was a little surprised, "Then Ms.Feroma…"
"Naturally, she is going back with us." Daemon said decisively, "Take off before 8
o'clock."
"Yes." Harrison didn't dare to ask more questions and immediately went to get ready.
Daemon continued to read the documents, and after a while, Perry pushed Derila
back into the ward, followed by several female medical nurses behind her.
Upon entering the room, the group all saluted Daemon, "Sir!"
"Is the surgery done?" Daemon raised his eyes and looked at Derila.
"Mm." Derila was a little tired, said, "I want to take a bath."
"Ms.Feroma, you have injuries on your body, you can't get wet, let me rub your body."
Perry made a gesture and the two female nurses hurriedly went to prepare hot water.
"Get out." Daemon ordered.
"Yes." The two nurses hurriedly bowed their heads and left.
"Why did you let them leave?" Derila asked with a frown.
"It's just a body wipe, I can do that too." Daemon carried her to the sofa and reached
out to undress her.
"Don't." Derila subconsciously stepped back, "It's better to let them do it."
"It's not like they haven't seen it before." Daemon took off her outer clothes and then
started to unbutton her shirt, "Don't move around, I won't be responsible for getting a
wound."
Derila was a little nervous, but she didn't dare to move around.
Daemon whined as he undid the buttons, "What a nuisance, why so many buttons."
Derila rolled her eyes, Daemon was sitting on the sofa and now had to attach
himself to her, looming over her like a huge beast.
The two who hadn't seen each other for a long time were now in such close proximity
that suddenly the atmosphere became ambiguous.
Daemon looked at Derila, his gaze gradually became ambiguous, and then, that
handsome face, came closer and closer.
Derila froze motionlessly in place, holding her breath and looking at him nervously,
"You, what are you going to do? woo.."
Before she could finish her words, she was kissed by Daemon.
Derila's entire body was stunned, her eyes widened in dismay, and she just wanted
to reach out to push him, but Daemon had already backed away.
"It smells like disinfectant!"
This guy, and a face of disgust.
"You… Derila was so angry that her face turned red, "I just came out of the
operating room."
"Hurry up and wash up." Daemon continued to undress her.
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